Too Hot To Handle

Smut Over The Top Romance

Sloane
I came to Blue Cedar to escape.
From my job, my dumb ex, and the viral video that made me a PR cautionary tale.
This town? Was supposed to be a quiet detour.
Instead, I found him.
Caleb Knox.
Grumpy, flannel-wrapped diner owner.
Bossy. Broody. Built like a lumberjack god and absolutely insufferable.
We fight like it’s foreplay.
Touch like we’ll never get enough.
And kiss like we forgot anyone’s watching.

Caleb
She’s chaos in lipstick.
Big-city attitude. Long legs. Quick mouth. The kind of woman who orders kombucha and thinks small town means small life.
Sloane Prescott doesn’t belong here.
Definitely not in my bed.
But now that she’s in both? I’m not giving her up without a fight.

Enemies to lovers. Cabin proximity. Public kissing. Kitchen counter sins. He falls first, she fights it hard and when she finally lets go? He’s already all in.